Harry Styles Fanfiction - Remember Me?

Chapter 288

March 15th, 2021
**YOUR POV**
Harry and I got picked up at our house by a driver that would bring us to the Grammys. The gentleman he was, he opened the door for me and helped me in with my long dress and heels.
He didn't talk much on our way there and when I looked at him, he was looking outside the window, spacing out.
He was a little nervous after all, so I slid my hand in his and gave it a gentle squeeze to make him look at me which he did and I smiled at him. He smiled back just a second later before he leaned in to kiss my cheek with his soft lips.

„I love you, beautiful." He said with a soothing voice.

„Love you too." I kept holding his hand for the rest of the drive until we were there, knowing I didn't have to say any more to make him a little less nervous.

Walking over the red carpet, paps were fighting over getting the best pics of the both of us as we hadn't attended any sort of award show, red carpet or interview in a long time and have just been enjoying some alone time together that we simply really needed.

Harry held me by my waist close to him the whole time, knowing about my claustrophobia and that it could be overwhelming, especially in a situation like this. It was alright though. We both felt fine and made it through before we eventially entered the venue.

„Are you okay?" Harry asked me as soon as we got inside.

„I'm okay. Thanks." I nodded and he kissed my lips sweetly.

„Good. Alright, I have to go backstage to get ready. Will you be alright?" He asked just to make sure as he was the first one to perform soon.

„Yeah, don't worry. I'll go find Taylor. She should be here somewhere." I assured him.

„Okay then. See you afterwards, love." He kissed me again and turned around, but I held onto his arm to make him turn back around for a second.

„Hey! Good luck, babe. You're gonna do amazing." I smiled at him and he smiled back, kissing me one last time before he walked away and I went to find Taylor.

„I cannot believe it! It's Y/n Y/l/n-Styles!" Taylor smiled at me from afar when I finally found her in the big crowd of people. „Is it really you?" She asked, still grinning and opened her arms before pulling me in for a hug.

„Is that so hard to believe, huh?" I giggled.

„Well YES. You dipped for a while there, my friend. It feels like I haven't seen you in a year."

„Come on, it's not been a year." I tilted my head at her. „But you're right, we've been MIA for a little while. Harry and I really needed it this past year." I told her.

„As long as you're okay? Are you?" She raised her brows, looking genuinely concerned.

„Yes, I am. I am. Don't worry." I assured her with a smile.

„Good, I'm glad then." She smiled back.

Taylor and I chatted for another while, catching up before we went to get our seats at our tables. We didn't sit together as her table was at the other side of the venue and ours was right in front of the stage. I went to sit down next to Jeff and Harry's empty seat.

I was eagerly waiting for Harry to get on stage which he eventually did after getting announced by the host of the night.
I watched him with pride when people started cheering while he danced around the stage, tapping his feet to the beat of Watermelon Sugar, being in his own little world and absolutely feeling it.

Harry absolutely smashed it, looking so perfect doing so and getting the big applause he deserved from everyone in the arena as he stood there with a shy but incredible cute smile after he was done with his performance.
I was so proud of him, watching him and saw his eyes searching the room for me, his meeting mine just a moment later. He winked at me as I kept clapping.
As soon as he came to our table afterwards, he sat down next to me with a big smile on his face as I pulled him in by his side to press my lips on his.

„You were amazing, H." I whispered in his ear, placing my hand on his arm.

„Thank you, my love." He smiled, kissing my cheek and moved his hand to slip it in mine, holding it securely.

The night kept on going with lots of other artists performing and receiving the grammys they were nominated for.

„Alright, it's my turn now." I leaned over and whispered to Harry when it was time for me to get backstage to present the next category. „Your category, baby."

He smiled at me and nodded. „Let's see what happens."

„Don't worry about it too much." I said, giving his hand a gentle squeeze and his lips a soft kiss before I got up and left, making my way backstage with some people from my team that guided me to where I was supposed to go.

As soon as I was right behind the stage, I got a mic placed around my ears like a headset and they handed me the envelope with the winner written on the card inside of it along with the grammy award while I heard the nominees being listed through the speakers including Harry with Watermelon Sugar. As soon as the audio ended and the people started clapping, I got ushered out on stage, so I made my way towards the mic, praying that I wouldn't trip over my dress and smiled at the audience in front of me.

I wasn't supposed to say much besides announcing the winner. „Good evening everyone." I started to open the envelope, hoping with everything in me that Harry's name was written on it.

„And the grammy for Best Pop Solo Performance goes to..." I looked down, taking a quiet but deep breath in as I slid the card out of the envelope and opened it. „Watermelon Sugar! Harry Styles!" I read out and could not fucking believe it. Trying to contain all my excitement in front of everyone in the arena, I just smiled brightly, watching Harry sit there, absolutely not believing it himself, his hand covering his face. In that moment I felt like his whole career flashed before my eyes all in a span of seconds. From when he was just 16 at the X-Factor to the band, then his solo career and now here, getting a grammy for all his hard work.

Harry got up on stage and walked towards me, shaking his head in disbelief. He fell in my arms immediately as he stood in front of me.

„You did it, Haz! You fucking did it! Congratulations baby. I'm so proud of you." I whispered in his ear before he couldn't help himself but press his lips hard on mine in front of everyone.

„Thank you so much for everything..." He whispered back with a huge smile on his face and glossy eyes.

„You deserve it so much." I smiled, handing him the award before I went to stand in the back of the stage while Harry stood in front of the mic to make his speech. One that I knew wasn't planned at all, because he was so sure he wouldn't win.